Extra Chapter 16 Feng Shuzhi

Fellow Taoist Xuan, who has the highest level of cultivation among the four, is not the opponent of Qiu Feng's Black Iron Needle, let alone the other three. By the time the Black Iron Needle flies back to Qiu Feng's eyes, the other three red rays of light have long been silent. Quietly floating in front of Qiu Feng's eyes.

Seeing the last black iron needle flying back, Qiu Feng waved his hand and picked up the four black iron needles, put them in front of his nose and smelled them, with a happy smile on his face, and looked up at another one in the distance. In the direction, Zhang Xiaohua, who was clumsily using flying skills to escape, showed a hint of ferocity at the corner of his mouth. He was about to raise his hand to point at the magic weapon, but with a change of mind, he took it back. With a wave of his hand, the black iron needle was put into the magic weapon, and the sword light flashed under his feet. Dodge, neither fast nor slow, slowly chasing Zhang Xiaohua.

When poor Zhang Xiaohua saw Qiu Feng appearing in front of her, her heart became clear. She raised her hands and asked, but did not see Qiu Feng's answer. She also saw Qiu Feng using his magical powers to deal with Gan Qinggu and the four of them, so he immediately said: "Senior, don't you?" Urgent, this junior is in a hurry and needs to go first..."

After saying that, without knowing any direction, he actually ran away in the direction of Demon Control Valley...

He was as anxious as a bereaved dog to escape for a meal, but unexpectedly he didn't see any red light attacking him, nor did he see Qiu Feng chasing after him. Zhang Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, slowed down, turned his head and looked around, and Qiu Feng was nowhere to be seen, and he murmured to himself: "Could it be that... the poor man made the mistake of blaming someone else?"

After watching for a long time, just when Zhang Xiaohua felt guilty, a voice came from above his head: "Little guy, are you... looking for a poor man?"

Zhang Xiaohua was shocked, looked up, and sure enough, Qiu Feng... was stepping on the sword light, silently appearing above his head!

Zhang Xiaohua's heart suddenly shrank, she stopped, cupped her hands and said: "Haha. No, junior... I'm trying to figure out the direction. I don't know... where is this going? Oh, by the way, senior, this... is Where are you going?"

Qiu Feng looked at Zhang Xiaohua. Pi Xiaorou said without a smile: "Of course the place I want to go to is the Demon Control Valley?"

"Oh? Is this going to the Demon Control Valley?" Zhang Xiaohua said with a helpless smile: "Then... I went to the wrong place. I want to go to Jingbo City. Senior, please go first. I will turn around now!"

"Hey, little guy, your flying skills are pretty good. You can fly so fast without using a shuttle. It shows that the leader of the alliance...has been cultivating you a lot!"

"I don't dare, it's all... the hard work of the elders in the master's sect, the juniors don't dare to take credit!"

"You...there is a shuttle in this storage ring. Don't you usually use it?" Qiu Feng said with a smile, as if he was a cat looking at a mouse.

"Oh. No, no, junior likes to stroll around in the garden, admire the flowers and the moon. If senior likes it, you can take it, um. And... there are many storage rings in my school. Senior just saved junior. One life,

The ring and the things inside it can be regarded as the junior’s thanks to the senior, please accept it happily! "When Zhang Xiaohua heard this, her heart pounded, and she quickly pushed the storage ring out.

"But...how come you have a token of the Immortal Ascension Sect in your storage ring?" Qiu Feng still smiled.

"This..." Zhang Xiaohua rolled her eyes: "That's because Senior Feng doesn't have time at the moment. Please ask Pindao to go to the Immortal Ascension Sect. There are some things that Pindao must explain to his disciples!"

"Why not use a messenger talisman? Or a disciple of the Immortal Sect?" Qiu Feng asked curiously: "You are still allowed to run so far?"

How does Zhang Xiaohua know what a messenger talisman is? I had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "This matter... is very important and urgent. Please forgive me, senior. I asked this junior to leave earlier. If there is a delay, Senior Feng's place may not be beautiful!"

"Hahaha" Qiu Feng looked up to the sky and laughed, looked at the sky and said: "That's it, it's getting late. I'm too lazy to play with you anymore..."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and a red brilliance emerged from the magic weapon in front of him...

"You... what are you going to do?" Zhang Xiaohua pretended to be angry: "You... aren't you afraid of my leader?"

"Haha, what else can I do? Of course I will kill you! Just like the four little guys who built the foundation just now!" Qiu Feng sneered: "Master Alliance Leader? Do you really think you are a blood relative of the Alliance Leader?"

"Isn't it? Senior Feng from Shengxian Sect told me this!" Zhang Xiaohua pulled up the tiger skin.

"Is it possible that you were brought into the Demon Control Valley by the Alliance Leader?" Qiu Feng snorted and said, "This means that Feng Shu accidentally erased your memory because he used the soul-searching technique on you. I was afraid that this matter would cause trouble in the Demon Control Valley, so I just made it up on the fly!"

"Soul-searching technique? Is this... so possible?" Zhang Xiaohua was surprised.

"If you tell others this, maybe they will really believe it, but it's a pity... Feng Shu thought that I was a golden elixir monk who came in from outside the valley after the magic gate was closed, so he made up such a lie; but Despite all his calculations, he didn't know that I had entered the Demon Control Valley long before the Demon Gate opened. Moreover, on the way to the Demon Control Valley, I also met the alliance leader and others, who followed them into the Demon Control Valley. Gu, at that time, where was the leader of the alliance with someone like you?"

"Of course... I am just a monk at the Golden Core Stage. How can Feng Shu see that?"

"Since you knew it a long time ago... why didn't you expose it in the Demon Control Valley earlier?" Zhang Xiaohua asked curiously.

"Hehe, exposing him in front of me... am I not courting death? A Spiritual Master can crush me to death with just one finger, how dare I?" Qiu Feng said self-deprecatingly, "Originally, I had the idea of... exposing you when I took you out, but... seeing Feng Shu actually giving you the storage ring, wanting to use it to cover your mouth, I naturally changed my mind!"

"With a promise of one or two instructions, he wants me to help him cover up his mistakes. He would rather give this storage ring to a small ant like you than to me... Do you think... can I agree?"

"You... do you want to capture me and take me back to the Demon Valley?" Zhang Xiaohua sighed, his eyes and thoughts turned rapidly, trying to get away.

"How is it possible? Why did I take you to the Demon Valley? After dealing with you, getting this storage ring is better than anything else?" Qiu Feng sneered, revealing an ugly face!

As he said that, he pointed the red iron needle, and the red light that the iron needle turned into stabbed Zhang Xiaohua's chest. Before the red light arrived, a force of confinement came, and Zhang Xiaohua seemed to be held by a big hand around him...

Qiu Feng used the magic weapon black iron needle to stab Zhang Xiaohua, which was careless and did not take Zhang Xiaohua seriously. He threw the magic weapon in the air in front of Zhang Xiaohua, and tapped the magic weapon with his hand slowly, as if he knew that Zhang Xiaohua was dead!

Just as Qiu Feng thought, Zhang Xiaohua saw Qiu Feng sacrifice the magic weapon and sensed the confinement force around him. He made a quick decision and no longer cared about the loss of true energy in the meridians. He pinched the magic formula in his hand and fled far away while the confinement was not completed!

He had consumed a lot of true energy in the meridians by using the flying technique just now. At this time, the true energy in the meridians was not sufficient. Only ghosts knew how much he could escape!

Alas, maybe only he can know after he becomes a ghost!

Because, before he could escape ten feet away, the red black iron needle had already flown to his back... about half a foot.

Zhang Xiaohua's consciousness had been released all the time. Seeing that the black iron needle was so powerful, his heart had long been ashen. He sighed slightly in his heart: "Alas... I haven't seen what this place looks like yet, and I don't know where I came from... I have become a lonely ghost here..."

At this critical moment, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly felt a flash in front of his eyes, and his whole body seemed to fall into a huge quagmire, which was a hundred times stronger than Qiu Feng's imprisonment just now! Zhang Xiaohua's hands and feet could not move at all, and the flying technique... couldn't fly at all... and his figure was also floating quietly in the air, not falling down!

Zhang Xiaohua was horrified, raised his eyes and looked around, the stars in the sky were still there, and there were floating clouds under the moonlight that could be seen clearly, but... the floating clouds seemed to be solidified, not moving at all!

Then Zhang Xiaohua thought of the black iron needle behind him. When he released his spiritual consciousness, it was like being trapped in a swamp. It was quite laborious to sweep it. When he saw the black iron needle behind him, it had just pierced his back, but... it also stopped and could not penetrate any further!

"This is..." Zhang Xiaohua's heart moved: "Could it be..."

Just when Zhang Xiaohua was confused, he heard Qiu Feng screaming: "Who? Which senior who has split spirit?"

"Split spirit cultivator?" Zhang Xiaohua was shocked.

"Hehe, Qiu Feng... Besides this old man... who else can it be?" A voice that Zhang Xiaohua was familiar with sounded around him. The voice was ethereal and seemed to fill the whole world.

"Senior Feng???" Qiu Feng's voice showed an incomparable astonishment and...despair...: "Aren't you going to..."

"Go to the Alliance Master to report the situation?" Feng Shu chuckled and said, "Can you believe this reason?"

"Besides, does it take me a whole night to report the situation to the Alliance Master? If it weren't for...I was delayed by something...I wouldn't have seen that you have ulterior motives!"

"Qiu Feng...you really know a person's face but not his heart. I never thought that...you, a little Jindan cultivator, would dare to have ideas about me!"

Zhang Xiaohua, who was next to him, had just escaped from the joy of not being stabbed by the black iron needle, and then heard Feng Shu's voice. His heart...was even colder than when he saw Qiu Feng just now!

Just as he would not imagine that Qiu Feng would save him for no reason, Zhang Xiaohua would not be naive to think that Feng Shu, a distraction cultivator, would put aside the affairs of the Yumo Valley and run to this wilderness just to save him!

Zhang Xiaohua had no power to fight back against the Jindan stage cultivators. How could he have any hope against the distraction stage cultivators? He... was not even as good as an ant in the eyes of the distraction stage cultivators!

As expected, the two of them ignored him.

A slightly illusory figure gradually appeared next to Zhang Xiaohua. Looking at the face, it was Feng Shu from the Ascension Sect! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian (). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.)